after the rain

If I could bottled the smell of the wet land after the rain. I’d make it a perfume and send it to your house. If one in a million stars suddenly will hit satellite. I’ll pick some pieces; they’ll be on your way.

In a far land across. You’re standing at the sea. Then the wind blows the scent. And that little star will there to guide me.

If only I could find my way to the ocean. I’m already there with you. If somewhere down the line. We will never get to meet. I’ll always wait for you after the rain.

~Adhitia Sofyan

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